Death Wine

This poem was written in March of 2016. It is one of my favorites. "Death Wine" is from the "Felines Flooded Out" Collection in A Cat's Meow.

I have traveled dark places during the daytime.
I have seen shadows in eternal night.

Why is the moon fighting the sun by starlight?
Day has decomposed into a tainted night.

Blood runs red as the sun sets in the west.
Normalize death wine by painting the sky its hues.

But just before it all fades to black forever,
Slash the sky with our tears of melancholy blue.

Look away from the sky to dry your eyes.
Focus on travesties for miles and miles.

Bask in the age of second-hand suicide.
While unblind, we hide from the truth.

Although we cry a million stars in the sky,
The red is still on the loose and running wild.

We lost sight of the hurt and tried to dissect it.
But at least the sunset is pretty and perfect.

Reviews

[R J Askew]

I like 'day has decomposed' and 'second-hand suicide'. Gritty wording.

[Harlotte Crow]

I see those little blips now. I honestly type so fast I even found a few more. Thank you so much!

[R J Askew]

I never noticed them. Was more set on getting at the tasty marrow :))